His Deplorable Mate ( On Hold )

CHAPTER 4

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Ava's Pov:

I turned around and saw a big brown wolf, snarling at me. He was huge, with big red eyes and saliva dripping from his sharp yellow canning. He was growling, and ready to pounce on me.

As I frantically retreated, the rogue's menacing silhouette closed in, each step echoing my escalating heartbeat. Desperation fueled my sprint, but his deliberate advance betrayed a calculated vulture. Suddenly, with the precision of a shadowy hunter, he pounced, his razor-sharp claws sinking into my flesh. Agony exploded, my scream harmonizing with the macabre symphony of the darkness.

Blood besmear a gruesome tableau as it dripped from the savage wound, staining the ground beneath. Instinctively, my shaking hand clamped over the gash, a feeble attempt to stanch the crimson river. The pain rumbled through my body, a cruel reminder of the peril that now clung to me like a vengeful specter.

The wolf again aimed for a bite, but I evaded him. I kicked him in the face, and he snarled back, I sprinted towards the woods. I was running as fast as my legs could take me. I tried to shift into my wolf, but the pain was too much to bear. I tried mind-linking Cora and Fleur but I couldn’t. 

The startling snarls reverberated through the enchanted woods, accompanied by the thunderous cadence of colossal paws pounding the mystical earth. My heart quickened its rhythm, a desperate melody seeking harmony with the ethereal cacophony. With every stride, the forest's secrets whispered, urging me to hasten my escape.

Yet, as I delved deeper into the ancient thicket, the glooms themselves seemed to conspire against me. Suddenly, an enchanted root coiled around my ankle, casting a spell of inequality. I stumbled, my world shifting in a chaotic ballet of magic and misfortune. The once graceful dance of evasion became a tumble, a collision with the enchanted realm's unseen barriers.

As I sprawled over the enchanted forest floor, my ethereal gown transformed into thorns, each stitch a living tendril seeking revenge. The fabric clung to me like a malevolent spirit, while the ground, infused with its brand of witchcraft, kissed my knees with a painful graze. In the twilight of fiction and reality, I lay tangled, a mere intruder in the mystical ballet of the enchanted woods.

All of a sudden, everything fell silent, I felt a harsh breath on my neck. I didn’t dare to look back. Snarling and hissing were the only sounds to be heard. 

I reluctantly looked over my shoulder, and there was the ugly wolf, ready to attack. I took stagnant steps back, not to anger the monster more. Is this my end? I tried to link them once again, but due to fear, I couldn’t. Just as the wolf was about to pounce on me, he was thrown back mercilessly, he collided with a tree with a loud thud. 

A black wolf was standing in front of me. He was gigantic, with glowing red eyes. He was growling at the rogue. Not only that, but he looked back at me and his eyes fell on my wound, he growled loudly and charged towards the rogue.

By now the wolf was standing, growling at the black wolf. Both the wolves were encircled each other, looking for any deformity. The black wolf had a powerful aura like someone of high rank. The brown wolf pounced on the black wolf, but he was quick to dodge him. The black wolf kicked him, sending him flying across trees. The rogue again rose, but the black wolf was quick to attack, he bit the rogue in his neck, cutting his veins, and blood started gushing out of his neck like a fountain, but the black wolf didn’t let go. There was madness in his eyes, and that shook me to the core, but there was a certain satisfaction and belief in my heart that he wouldn’t hurt me. The wolf's eyes bulged out, he was shaking, and after a few moments, his body fell to the ground. He was dead, but his eyes were wide open looking straight at me.